Category: Seat at the Table

I used to think rest was supposed to fix things. That if I paused long enough, intentionally enough, I’d come back clearer. Lighter. More capable. Like rest was a reset button that would return me to a version of myself that could handle everything again. But lately, that hasn’t been my experience. I rest, and…

For a long time, I thought boundaries were about communication. About saying the right thing, in the right tone, with enough context to make them understandable. What I’m realizing now is that most of the work happens much earlier than that. It happens in the moment you first feel the need to say no. Before…

Indecision is often treated like a flaw. Like a lack of confidence. A failure to commit. A sign that something is wrong with you. But lately, I’m questioning that. Because the indecision I see in myself and in others, doesn’t feel careless or lazy. It feels heavy. Slow. Cautious in a way that suggests something…

Losing trust in yourself rarely feels dramatic. It doesn’t happen in one moment or because of one wrong decision. It happens quietly, in small, reasonable choices that make sense at the time. You override a feeling because there’s no space to deal with it right now. You talk yourself out of a reaction because it…